I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

But after all, it was a great day for someone to become a teacher, and Zhu Fugui didn't want to spoil people's interest, so he showed the signature hearty smile of a neighbor in the north, Sandaime, and clapped his hands slightly to show encouragement.

In the end, following Zhu Fugui's order, the nine hundred generals of the Han Dynasty sounded like a bell: "The Great Ming Empire's Southern Tang Principality Xihe Niuzhou Exploration Team, set off immediately—sail—set sail—"

Immediately, the whistles of hundreds of ships sounded together, and even Chongming Island, tens of kilometers away, was startled by countless birds...

The Ming Dynasty's first fleet to the South Asian subcontinent has officially set off!

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Just when Zhu Fugui bid farewell to the wanderer and Li Hongzhang was in high spirits, preparing to set up a few cannons on the coast of the Indian Ocean to make the Indians surrender, a long team shaped like beggars was marching on the remote snow-covered plateau.

If the so-called Pamir Mountain Knot and the Roof of the World are just distant and hazy geographic terms in Li Hongzhang's mind, then for Zhao Xingzhen, she has already felt their power.

As the saying goes, the law of the ancestors cannot be changed, but we can change the ancestors.

Yehenara Xingzhen has completely changed her name to Zhao Xingzhen.

In fact, this was not a temporary idea of ​​hers after Suotna entered Beijing.

The wonderful idea of ​​changing ancestors had been vaguely formed in her mind several years ago.

To be precise, it was when the Ottoman Turkish minister accepted the bribe from Akub, the Ottoman country handed over the "Credit of the Sick Man at Sunset to the Sick Man at Sunrise" to the Qing Dynasty, and declared war, this idea was formed.

Seeing the eagle-nosed wolf-eyed Ottoman who looked like a ghost, claiming to be a Turkic nobleman in Ashina, or even a descendant of the Huns and Xianbei, Xingzhen couldn't hold back on the spot.

The skill of recognizing one's father in the world is thick-skinned, second to none.

Feeling disgusted, Xingzhen slapped her thigh, secretly thinking that since these guys are of different races, they can recognize their ancestors indiscriminately.

Why can't I?

At any rate, he looks pretty much the same as the Zhao Song royal family.

Moreover, there is an excellent work "Pig Totem" as evidence that Yehenala and Aixinjueluo are deadly enemies, and Yehe naturally has the blood of Zhao Daguan.

Don't ask too much.

Asking is unnecessary.

Why not?

It's ancestral!

Xingzhen's theory has reached a logical closed loop in a sense.

It's a pity that although he recognized Zhao Song as his father, Zhu Fugui mercilessly added a "Dar" in front of the word "Song" when reporting to the emperor for approval.

The change of "Great Song" to "Dar Song" is well deserved.

Historically, the young emperor of the Song Dynasty was driven to wander around the sea by the Mongols.

The small court of the Tartar Song Dynasty was not driven out by the Mongols.

Instead, together with the Mongols, they are in a dilemma of life and death in the rolling mountains of the snow-covered plateau.

Zhao Xingzhen once heard from the servants of Ninggu Pagoda that the conditions there are difficult.

I also heard the servants who have been to Yili say that the land north of Saibei is bitterly cold.

But now, she just wants to say that there is no place in the world more bitterly cold than this snow-covered plateau.

Along the way, the eunuchs led by Li Lianying and Wang Chengde took turns carrying soft sedan chairs to serve the nobles.

But even if they don't have to walk, the hypoxic environment on the plateau still makes Xingzhen and others' brains buzzing, and their bodies have no strength.

But on this day, the team moving at a snail's pace had to come to a complete stop.

The decadent Eight Banners army in the late Qing Dynasty was no longer the army that marched thousands of miles in Fukang'an.

Stopping and walking, pretending to be dead, these lazy dogs will not continue to move until the whip of the Tongliao official who owns Daming Zhuka falls.

Theoretically, the Mongols should be more adaptable to the plateau than the Manchu and Han survivors.

After all, the Mongolian Plateau is also a plateau.

But the question is, what is the identity of Prince Suo?

As a Khan of Tongliao, he naturally would not live in the harsh plateau Gobi.

Tongliao is not a plateau, and the altitude of Horqin Prairie is not high.

However, these Tongliao people who have won Zhuka are all Tongliao football players who won the World Cup in those years. Use bayonets and whips to urge the old and the young to move forward.

There are countless old and young people who died on both sides of the road along the way.

These corpses were left unburied and left to be eaten by wild dogs and foxes.

Just like the Southern Song Dynasty in Yashan and the Nanming Dynasty in Myanmar, everyone wears mourning and mourns on this road.

However, comparing the endings of the Southern Song Dynasty and the Southern Ming Dynasty, they must be grateful. Whoever is not grateful should go down to Xianfeng Tongzhi to be grateful!

Of course, they didn't know that if Zhu Fugui, the odd number, hadn't appeared, they would have had a much more dignified ending, and even a happy ending couldn't be described.

Even after 150 years, their descendants are still proud of their blood and the flag of their ancestors.

But now, none of that exists.

They were driven away from the root of the imperial city where they depended for survival, and fought against the god of death on the snowy plateau.

And today, Grim Reaper seems to want to learn a little science.

Dr. Xing Jiuliu, the looming founder of the foundational discipline construction of the legendary Ming Dynasty, the sworn brother of Ming Zhaolie Emperor Zhu Youcai, and the "assassin" who had been lurking in the deep palace of the Qing court for many years, has completed his legendary life today.

Year-round smoking of opium and abuse of pleasure-enhancing drugs have already emptied his body.

Especially his lungs, fragile and weak.

In the extreme climate of the snow-covered plateau, it simply cannot work properly.

In the end, due to hypoxia and multiple organ failure, Xing Jiuliu yelled "I want to drink honey water" in extreme pain, then tilted his head, and died without even closing his eyes.

But he is also happy.

At least he died in Xingzhen's arms.

Chapter 697

After all, Xing Jiuliu was also the nominal regent of the Tartar Song Dynasty, and the migration team stopped because of his death.

Along the way, the Tatar-Song army naturally clashed with local forces on the plateau, and captured some Tantric monks to accompany them.

One of the great lamas suggested that the regent Xing Jiuliu be buried in the sky.

Considering the limitations of objective conditions, Xingzhen agreed to this proposal with tears in her eyes.

So she ordered people to build a simple terrace with stones on a hill, added Sanger flowers to make a flower bed, and then put her lover on it.

With the support of Li Lianying and Wang Chengde, Xingzhen cried into tears.

On the other hand, Zhao Xiaobao, who was already four years old, smiled very happily, happily dancing on the old father's grave with his big head on his head, and scattered the petals everywhere.

Xingzhen had no choice but to order someone to arrest him and put him under strict supervision.

Soon, vultures with extremely keen sense of smell and vision began to circle the sky.

They are the scavengers on the snowy plateau, responsible for disposing of all corpses.

Xingzhen was amazed by these cute big birds.

Their features are as handsome as their lovers.

It must be very happy for the body of the lover to be eaten by them, right?

Xingzhen prayed silently to the big birds, hoping that Xing Jiuliu could pass through their digestive tract to be reborn in bliss.

However, at this moment, an embarrassing scene happened.

Several huge vultures flew down and stood beside Xing Jiuliu's body, poking their heads out to sniff and sniff, and smell and smell.

In the end, they flapped their wings in disgust and flew away without looking back.

As if to say: "Ah bah! Poisonous food, pickled to taste, the master is not a fool!"

Xingzhen stared dumbfounded at those big birds flying farther and farther away, leaving only Xing Jiuliu's icy corpse slowly stiffening in the low temperature of more than ten degrees below zero.

For the first time, the lover finally got hard by himself!

But Xingzhen had to leave.

Sotna left his confidants behind to lead the team, and Tokugawa Yoshiki, the deputy commander of the General Zhengyi's mansion, took out his pistol and respectfully invited the Queen Mother to go on the road.

Looking back at Xing Jiuliu lying in the sea of ​​flowers for the last time, Xingzhen climbed into her soft sedan chair.

Perhaps many years to come, this majestic corpse will still be a signpost on the snowy plateau.

"General Tokugawa, we have been walking here for nearly two years, right? How far and how long is the journey to Tianzhu?"

Xingzhen couldn't help asking.

Tokugawa Yoshiki shook his head.

You ask me, who do I ask?

When Master Xuanzang went to Tianzhu, he left for 14 years.

But Xuanzang didn't know that Tubo could reach Tianzhu at that time, so he made a big circle from the Western Regions.

So it can't be calculated that way.

Looking up at the sky, Yoshiki Tokugawa misses his hometown Sakula a little bit.

The plateau is bitterly cold, and I don't know the cold and heat.

I don't know if the sakula in my hometown is in full bloom.

They must be beautiful when they wither, right?

Shaking his head, Tokugawa Yoshiki suddenly thought, didn't Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the monkey whose ancestor Tokugawa Ieyasu died, just dreamed of annexing Korea and Ming Dynasty, then conquering India, and building a huge empire?

At present, from Edo to North Korea, to Dongjiang Pidao, to Beijing, to Tianzhu, all the way, I am really progressing according to his script.

It's just that monkeys are monkeys.

He didn't understand that monkeys and crowns are also monkeys, and monkeys with great plans and wishes are destined not to get their hands on them, and only the real dragon emperor can easily do things that monkeys can't do.

In essence, Da Mingzi was doing the same thing as Toyotomi Hideyoshi, unifying the Japanese Dynasty and conquering India, but the final result was very different.

I thought of Mao Li Jingqing, an old acquaintance who was the chairman of the owner's committee in Fengdu Wuguocheng Apartment.

Speaking of which, the word "Qing" in his name was given by himself!

And now?

He conversely bestows words on himself, which is more or less the same.

Tokugawa Yoshiki couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In fact, I obviously wanted to join the Ming Dynasty back then, but by accident, my plan was ruined by the French, and I had to live in the dynasty of the Tartars.

Fortunately, with his good tongue, he persuaded Soter to set things right, but it's a pity that such a great contribution could not compare to Mao Lijing kissing him and giving birth to a good daughter!

Tokugawa Yoshiki has always wanted to send a daughter to Zhu Fugui's harem.

But they were all rejected mercilessly.

After all, when Daming was weak, he was forced to do bedtime diplomacy, and the window period has passed.

Zhu Fugui's harem is no longer full of people.

On the contrary, the false Emperor Muhito, who raised abalone on Zhangzi Island, asked someone to bring a message several times, expressing that he wanted to Nadechuan's daughter as his queen.

Tokugawa Yoshihito said that Minamoto Mutohito was thinking of farting!

Although the daughter of the Tokugawa family can't marry Da Ming, there are so many good men who have made great achievements in Da Ming Shangbang. You Yuan Muren, a Japanese pirate who raises abalone, also want to be my son-in-law?

Stupid dream!

Tokugawa Yoshiki felt that the most correct thing he did was to marry off all his daughters before leaving Beiping.

Otherwise, they would follow him to the plateau, not to mention anything else, they would definitely become as dark as Xingzhen, right?

At that time, it will be difficult to marry the younger generation of Ming Dynasty!

Tokugawa Yoshiki secretly looked at the Empress Dowager, the Holy Mother of the Tartar Song Dynasty.

She was lying on the soft sedan chair, took out a pack of big front doors from her belly pocket, pulled out one, and tried to light it with an open flame machine.